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"
Thanks
.
"
He
went
out
and
down
the
walk
,
past
the
anonymous
Civil
War
general
.
He
began
to
walk
toward
the
business
block
,
hands
stuffed
in
his
pockets
,
head
thudding
like
a
leaden
bell
.
The
sky
was
also
leaden
;
it
was
November
7
,
and
with
the
new
month
the
weather
had
become
threatening
.
There
had
been
a
number
of
snow
flurries
.
There
had
been
snow
in
October
too
,
but
that
had
melted
.
The
new
flurries
had
stayed
,
a
light
frosting
over
everything
-
it
sparkled
in
the
sunlight
like
fine
crystal
.
But
there
had
been
no
sunlight
today
,
and
even
as
he
reached
the
drugstore
it
began
to
spit
snow
again
.
The
phone
booth
was
at
the
back
of
the
building
,
and
he
was
halfway
down
an
aisle
of
patent
medicines
,
jingling
his
change
in
his
pocket
,
when
his
eyes
fell
on
the
white
boxes
with
their
green
print
.
He
took
one
of
them
to
the
cashier
,
paid
,
and
went
back
to
the
telephone
booth
.
He
pulled
the
door
closed
,
put
his
change
and
matchbook
cover
on
the
counter
,
and
dialed
O
.
"
Your
call
,
please
?
"
"
Fort
Lauderdale
,
Florida
,
operator
.
"
He
gave
her
the
number
there
and
the
number
in
the
booth
.
When
she
told
him
it
would
be
a
dollar
ninety
for
the
first
three
minutes
,
he
dropped
eight
quarters
into
the
slot
,
wincing
each
time
the
bell
bonged
in
his
ear
.
Then
,
left
in
limbo
with
only
the
faraway
clickings
and
gabblings
of
connection
-
making
,
he
took
the
green
-
bottle
of
Excedrin
out
of
its
box
,
pried
up
the
white
cap
,
and
dropped
the
wad
of
cotton
batting
to
the
floor
of
the
booth
.
Cradling
,
the
phone
receiver
between
his
ear
and
shoulder
,
he
shook
out
three
of
the
white
tablets
and
lined
them
up
on
the
counter
beside
his
remaining
change
.
He
recapped
the
bottle
and
put
it
in
his
pocket
.
At
the
other
end
,
the
phone
was
picked
up
on
the
first
ring
.
"
Surf
-
Sand
Resort
,
how
may
we
help
you
?
"
the
perky
female
voice
asked
.
"
I
’
d
like
to
speak
with
the
manager
,
please
.
"
